So Noah hasn't been the "kindest" of fellows these past few days. Poor thing has a snotty nose and is going through the "terrible twos" to say the least! So after getting him to go down for a "nap" today, I heard him yell out, "I'm talking to my grandma! I love you grandma!" We talk a lot about my mom and I show them lots of pictures, talk about all of the things she was able to make for them before they were born (their blankets and pillows, etc), we even have a yellow butterfly that visits us most days that they call the Grandma Butterfly. (Actually, the other kids in our court call it that too. It's very cute.) So I got up to try and hear what Noah was talking about and all I heard was, "play piano." (Which my mom did.) It was so interesting to hear. The messages we receive from our loved ones are just priceless.
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